Can You Feel It

Yeah
Yba type shit Man
Yeah

Crush, role, hit the sticky
Let my mind float
Then I hop up in my rhyme boat
Im at 200 every five quotes
Still adding like the math notes
Just press record watch my jab flow
Know I'm fighting cause I want more
Ross acres with the front door, use to be poor now I plot tours
Use to flow like I was unsure
Now when I flow its always encores
Bad women at the front door
Black bottles for my bottom boys
My Bottom Bitch, keep a nigga poise
Now getting chips I could spot a Hoar
Then ahoy after I've enjoyed
The little time that we could afford
Im into paper you should get in yours
Problem solver that what's these numbers for
Still eating mickeys, talking number four
Just heard, bout me, starts from devils war
Its YBA til I see the lord
Bobby Bubso, bout my seven waters
Still with my niggas from Miami Norland

Can you feel it
Naw you don't feel it
You don't feel it

Rented a airbnb just to fill It with barbies
Plus Henny bottles or dusse,I don't play with no Molly
And pick runts, I'm the nigga who come from the projects
I got em wet like the fosisset, and I did nothing but spark up
Bitches be on me, like where you going, do you be snoring?
I just be trapping late-nights to early morning
I say mind like the ocean nigga I stay flowing
Now here to step on you stars like Terrell Owens
Fuck you talking I get it popping just like the city
Don't give a fuck if you fucking with me, I'm fucking with me
Hundred fifties I tell em give ill fill your biddy
With ass and titties and niggas who always get the chicky
The hottest sneakers, and newest whipies, plus spending hippies
With thee attention of still having that definition
Of being spiritual young black and lyrical
With hood intelligence, God heaven sent, political, oppressor, war,
Evolutionary rich, i'm screaming high power just check my evidence

Can you feel it
Oh now you feel it
Now you feel it



Credits
Writer(s): Scarlett Christopher
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